Our mate crouched on all fours, her face to the pelt. With a little moan she did as I asked.
Her p***y lips had a slight sheen. I swallowed a smile.
“Now, Sage. Part your bottom cheeks.” I repeated the order, pulling down another pelt from the bed to cushion her front half further. “Lean on this, sweet one.
I rose to prepare the cleansing water, and examined the metal piece the witch had given me, one end was shaped like a bulb, a wide opening for water, while the other was thin and reed-like.
I took a deep breath and turned. Just as I hoped, she’d done as I asked, holding open her bottom cheeks to show off her crinkled little hole. She took small shuddering breaths. Embarrassed no doubt. I inhaled the scent of her humiliated arousal.
“Good girl,” I praised, and knelt behind her. “Now
